i want to say thanks for doing what i couldn't do myself. it was the right thing to do and it's sad but i think we'll both be better off in the long run. i hope i didn't cause you unecessary.... um... discomfort. or something.

so after a little consideration i don't feel like an onion anymore. i'm not sure how i feel. yeah. that's about it from here.

i feel like an onion that's just been peeled down to it's microscopic center. now i'm just sitting there on the cutting board waiting for a breeze to toss me to the floor where i'll probably be eaten by a dog or something. except even the dog won't like me because i'm an onion. so he'll pick me up in his mouth and slosh me around and then ( Read more... )

cops suck

sometimes.... the reason i don't talk, or the reason i don't answer is not because id on't feel like or because i don't know, or because i don't know how to answer or because i 'never thought about that before.' sometimes i hide things i probably shouldn't but i can't make myself say them because i don't know what else would come out. sometimes i ( Read more... )

there's no reason to be sorry for being honest. like i said... just bad timing. i could kinda tell from the beginning that things were questionable it's okay... i saw it coming. my car will get completely fixed, i'll find another decent loan, i'll go buy some groceries, i won't feel sick anymore, and i won't be so strapped for cash... ( Read more... )

is it too much to ask that not everything in my life go crazy at the same time.... not that it's anyone's fault but my own. well... it really isn't my fault, just bad timing i guess. oh well, what doesn't kill you makes you stronger.

i want you to be happy again. to smile at me and greet me with your open arms and tell me how you had a great day and got so much stuff accomplished.

i want to hold you and tell you it was all a bad dream... and you're okay now, and everyone else is okay and everything is going to be simple again.

want to help. don't know how. i feel like i'll either end up pushing you to anger or frustration... don't know which is worse. don't know what to do or what to say or what you want... or what i want. sigh. going to bed now.

did i mention that the ONLY 2 days of the week that a certain someone doesn't work i will be gone. although my grandparents haven't seen me since... 1998? i guess i shouldn't be so selfish. ugh... now i feel bad. forget all that complainy stuff i did earlier.